The emperor frowned in displeasure upon seeing Jun Wuyai's appearance.

"Jun Wuyai, your eldest brother and third brother both pleaded for you, and I have pardoned your death sentence. What kind of attitude is this? Is there something else you are dissatisfied with?!"

"Your subject dares not," Jun Wuyai replied, bowing his head.

"You don't dare? Is there anything you wouldn't dare to do? You can even lay a hand on your own brother? What else wouldn't you dare to do?! Can't you learn some of your third brother's mercy?"

Jun Wuyai's brown eyes were full of mockery. His third brother's mercy? Jun Wuke?

It seems that Father has indeed grown old these past few years. Not only are his eyesight failing, but his mind is probably going blind as well.

Don't think he's unaware of the despicable things Jun Wuke has done behind the scenes. He's nothing but a treacherous villain; only his father still treats him like a treasure.

"Father, I have discussed the matter with my second brother before. After returning from the battle in the Northwest, my second brother also analyzed the various aspects of the battle with me."

Your son thinks that your second brother's military strategy is decent. Rather than keeping him confined at home, it would be better to let him go to the military camp to gain experience.

Jun Wuji's voice remained as cold as ice, but to Jun Wuyai at this moment, Jun Wuji's words were like heavenly music.

Jun Wuyai looked at Jun Wuji, who was dressed in a black robe and exuded a cold aura, with a complicated expression.

"Granted. Jun Wuyai will go to the military camp starting tomorrow and will not return unless summoned!"

"Your subject obeys the order and thanks Your Majesty."

Outside the palace, Jun Wuji was about to mount his horse when Jun Wuyai, who was following closely behind, called out to him, stopping him.

"Brother, thank you for what happened today." His brown eyes held four parts gratitude and six parts guilt.

"No need, the army is just short-handed."

After saying that, he turned and leaped onto his horse, riding away in a long stride.

Jun Wuyai watched Jun Wuji's departing figure for a long time before withdrawing his gaze, a resolute look hidden in his brown eyes:

I will forever remember your kindness in recognizing my talent and saving my life, and I will surely repay you in the future.

Prince Ji's Mansion.

The guards standing at the gate spotted Jun Wuji riding a fine horse from afar and quickly opened the gate to greet him.

"Your Highness"

Jun Wuji nodded, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Has the Princess returned to the manor?"

"The Princess Consort has already returned to the residence, you..." Before the guard could finish speaking, Jun Wuji had already quickly left.

The guard shook his head and sighed to another guard, "See how anxious the prince is? Just like me ten years ago when I first married my wife."

Who would have thought that the aloof and icy prince would act like a young lad when he has a woman he likes? Youth is truly wonderful!

The other guard nodded in agreement, but his heart was filled with tears: I'm still a bachelor! And you're telling me this? That really hurts, brother!

Jun Wuji asked the maid and learned that Di Beiyao was sleeping. He went to the side hall of his palace and saw the person sleeping soundly on the bed.

His cold expression softened slightly, a hint of tenderness and affection appearing in his eyes and brows as he gently stroked Di Beiyao's loose hair.

Despite Jun Wuji's gentle movements, Di Beiyao still opened his eyes alertly, and instinctively grasped Jun Wuji's hand with one hand.

Seeing that it was Jun Wuji, he finally relaxed and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"You're back! How did it go? Was everything alright?"

"Hmm, all right. Did I wake you up? Do you want to go back to sleep?"

Jun Wuji reached out and stroked Emperor Beiyao's hair, his tone tinged with self-reproach.

"I'm not sleeping anymore, husband, hold me~" Di Beiyao sat up, stretched out his hands to Jun Wuji, and said in a coquettish tone.

Jun Wuji stood up, hugged Di Beiyao, and patted the little head of the person in his arms.

The warmth from the embrace seemed to penetrate my body and reach my heart, melting my cold heart.

A captivating smile graced his handsome, resolute face: "With you, it's truly wonderful."